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Jul 2020
Everything *****.
I cannot simply quit a crush
that isn’t how it works.
But a part of me wants to forget it
because that means I can forget her.
I think it’s there, but buried deep-
myself I’ve been denying.
And I told her, once, I was over her
She likely thought me lying.

I decide “emotion’s up to me”,
not Out of my control,
and so far as I have let me be
Will be as far as I will go.
Rosa rubiginosa, or sweet-brier-- A wound to heal.
Written by
Acora  21/F/she/her/hers
(21/F/she/her/hers)   
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